To consider it contrarily contemplative WAS to’ve considered it utterly cReAtEd from UNseen to be: something utterly pointless at first ANDimpossible. “What they did was they multiplied their sense of Dostoyevskian silences.. and carried it with them..
To the
Deepest of DEPTHLESS endings. Pending rather rIoTouS individuality, she doesn’t even wish to take it ALLonBOARDatALLanymore
.. than, ahem.. NEVERbefore.” The curtains are WIDEAWAKE and opened, even IF her tired eyes are sleeping WIDE-shut… and calculatedly out of LuCk(..)
For the time being, anyhow. There’s been… a hindering hunch inside her fUnCtiOnInG oF Mind and it shall ——>>
Find YETAnother whole-way to say:: “the most unCONTROLLABLYincredible things.. it’s irreversibly BrandNEW and certainly a synchronicity of utter idiosyncrasy.”
“And she SEEMS to have thought about the unnecessary nature anyMORE.. of a stranger~than~Fiction Story: of all guts and ALL
UpRoArioUs glory” and with a left~hand attached to the DAFTly old masterpiece, this pen feels EVERYTHING…
and, YES, “they kNOw It all too well, that she’s cast a mediocre~spell over
– all of their very own idiosyncratic awarenesses.” And now all that she will need to do——- is to meet their artistic state of s-t-a-r-e IMMEDIATELY at theMIDDLE again.
